December 2012, the month predicted by seers and soothsayers, present and past, to herald a cataclysmic change, perhaps even...the end of the world? Sssshhh.
To the credit of certain prophets, humanity witnessed such great violence in the past millennium, a dire prediction seems in order. During the 20th Century we experienced the
most devastating wars in history. World wars, cold wars, a sharp rise in
civilian casualties and weapons never before imagined shook the core of our
most basic securities. Yet, it was also the century of great peace movements.
Mahatma Gandhi won a war against the British Empire using only ahimsa, non-violence, and satya, truth. Dr. Martin Luther
King defied the Jim Crow laws with Christian love and non-violent actions.
Solidarity in Poland and freedom fighters in Czechoslovakia helped bring down
the Soviet Union with non-violence. When the Nazi occupiers asked Demark to
prepare Jews for transport to concentration camps, the Danish government
instead transported them to neutral Sweden saving the lives of many Danish Jews
and Jewish refugees from Germany.
How did they do it? They each said “sssshhh” to the forces that seemed, at
the time, to be overbearing. The power they possessed and used far outreached
the force of those regimes. Their foundations reached far deeper into a solid
sense of Self. They were grounded in their true identity, their true essence.
Traditions throughout the world implement sssshhh in their scriptures, albeit in
different languages. In the “Yoga
Sutras of Patanjali,” the major text for Classical Yoga, ethical precepts are
predicated on ahimsa. It is mentioned first in the list of ethics
delineated in the text and it is followed by satya and the rest. I heard Swami Satchidananda, instrumental
in the founding of the interfaith movement, say “It all goes through
ahimsa.” I took this to mean that ahimsa is the ground of Patanjali’s ethics. We
practice truth without harm. We even say sssshhh
to the call for factual truth to allow heart-truth to blossom.
There is a Vedic proclamation often used by
Gandhi, “Ahimsa Paramo Dharmha.” American
Hindu community leader, Anju
Bhargave, explains that this powerful statement means, “Non-violence is the foremost duty to the
extent that it supersedes all other duties.”[i]
In the last decade a great deal
has been written and said about Islam, much of it demeaning. Islam means
“surrender,’ but according to Huston Smith embedded in the word is the root s-l-m, “which means primarily ‘peace’
but in a secondary sense ‘surrender.’” Smith goes on to write; “Peace comes
when one’s life is surrendered to God.”[ii]
So, Islam has a sssshhh inside its very name.
In March
2006, World War II veteran, Desmond Doss, of Piedmont, Alabama, died at age 87.
He received the Medal of Honor for his service in the Pacific theater as a
combat medic. Many people received the Medal of Honor in that war but what made
Doss' honor so special is that he was a conscientious objector. Doss, a Seventh
Day Adventist, was opposed to killing. He was not Mahatma Gandhi or Dr. Martin
Luther King, nor did he lead a great peace movement. It is doubtful anyone will
write a biography of him, but what he did was exemplary. He merely followed his
principles of non-violence while serving in a horrific engagement. In Okinawa he
saved over fifty wounded soldiers stranded on top of a 400-foot-high ridge while in
the line of fire.[iii]
Despite what other soldiers said to deride his beliefs, Doss’ actions answered clearly,
“sssshhh,” as he followed his
principles.
Yoga is an ancient spiritual and physical discipline, and many of the techniques go back thousands of years and were used to train young men as soldiers, hence the name "warrior" in several basic postures. In my experience practicing Hatha Yoga, the Warrior postures begin to
take shape when I am firmly grounded; my feet solidly planted with inner ankles
lifting. This is the first action before I move into the openness of the
posture. In Warriors One and Two the front part of my body, my most vulnerable area,
is wide open. In Warrior Three I stand
only on one well-grounded foot, leaning forward and stretching back the other
leg. Here again I am vulnerable. My mind negotiates these small movements to create
each posture and it also squabbles over certain aches and wobbles as I enter
this strengthening posture. This is a good thing, because the mind is where
Yoga really happens. I can resist and grit my teeth saying, “Oh, my damn calf
muscle!” But I would no longer be in the posture, even if on the outside I
look like the posture depicted in the book. I enter the posture truly when I tell
the mind “sssshhh” so I can be true
to my experience and ground myself in my authentic being.
Another of our sacred Yoga texts, The
Bhagavad Gita, tells the
story of a great battle. Our protagonist, Arjuna, has his charioteer, Krishna,
drive into the center of the battlefield to assess the situation before the
conflict begins. Looking across the
field Arjuna sees his family members, teachers and dear friends and he falls despondent,
dropping his bow. The entire text is a conversation between Krishna and Arjuna
in which Arjuna is told to fight. This battle is a
representation of an inner conflict, a metaphor for the internal battlefield.
Now, in the midst of our holiday season, we are reminded of the routine battles we are accustomed to fighting. Across the festively laden dining table we witness in the faces of relatives and old friends
the relationship dynamics which became our conditioning. This is where the rubber hits the road in our spiritual practice. Are we able to put our lessons into practice, internally saying “sssshhh” to those dynamics, connecting to presence and consciousness? This is our way to fight, but instead of fighting people, we are fighting our individual worn-out patterns, telling them to "sssshhh." Along these same lines, the apostle Paul wrote in the book of Ephesians, chapter 6 verse 12, that our wars are not against flesh and blood, but instead are spiritual in nature. When we quiet our inner demons, we defy negative predictions--the ones made about us by others and the ones we make about ourselves. Aunt Betty doesn't have to fly off the handle when the Scotch comes out, like we think she will, or she thinks she will. Maybe there doesn't really need to be a holiday apocalypse this year?
The word for “peace” in Sanskrit is “Shanti,” often
spoken or chanted not only to wish peace in the world but to elicit it
internally. Many Yogis chant Om Shanti before meditating. Shanti is possibly related to the Hebrew
word “shalom,
the Arabic “salaam,” the Maltese, Sliem, and Syriac šlama. They all are related
to the sound “sssshhh,” a cooing sound
we make when we want to quiet a baby; a sound both soothing and directive. It is
a way to shush the mind which does it beautiful work of thinking. Thinking leaves
the mind to over-plan, over-analyze, over-litigate, over-judge, parse and market.
Nothing we can do about the mind thinking, but if we live solely in the realm
of thought we live solely in the calculating part of ourselves losing our
ability to perceive and sense the world around us as it is. Ram Dass and Paul
Goman in their work, “How Can I Help,”
describe it well. “There is more to the mind than reason alone. There is
awareness itself and what we sometimes think of as the deeper qualities of mind.”[iv] Sssshhh
does not stifle thinking but allows us to open to the vastness of
consciousness.
When we say “sssshhh,” we are planting the seeds of non-violence in our consciousness. Om Shanti, Shalom, salaam, slama,
silence, shhhhh.
Author: John Hawkins
John Hawkins, a 2nd
year student in ISIS, is a Yoga teacher and co-owner of The
Metta Center in
Bellingham, Washington.
TheMetta Center - http://www.themettacenter.org/
[i] http://onfaith.washingtonpost.com/onfaith/panelists/anju_bhargava/2010/09/invoking_ahimsa_non-violence_and_shanti_peace_globally.html
[ii] (Smith, Huston; “The World’s Religions” Harper
Collins 1991, p. 222)
[iii]
http://www.nytimes.com/2006/03/25/national/25doss.html?_r=0
[iv] Dass,
Ram; Gorman, Paul (2011-12-21). How Can I Help? (p. 94). Random House, Inc.
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Namaste Family
ReplyDeleteWOW John! WOW! I read your blog this morning as I sipped my coffee and bathed in each word. To “sssshhh” the mind....the impulses....the senses that crave and cling constantly, the attachments, the maya and illusion, the "unreal"....to “sssshhh" the defects of character....our "negative vasanas" (tendencies) ....to “sssshhh” the material realm that carries with it the veil of ignorance and to be able to really see ----really see......."Om" ----- the manifest and unmanifest Source of ALL. To be aware of this energy - this light - this SOURCE ---in and as-----all things.......that is the key to enlightenment. Wonderful article John! Namaste. - Dean Grace
Thanks John - just what I needed. I've been working with a lot of emotions recently, which always triggers my habitual "mental gymnastics." By telling my mind "shhh" I can allow myself to feel the emotions. Then they can gently move through me instead of being trapped in the grip of my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThank you, John, for the inspiring writing. It is a sermon itself. I like the energy of the "Shhhhh". I may incorporate that with the "Shutup" I now use for the inner-interupter of my peace.
ReplyDeleteI am in awe of our Interfaith ministers and ministers-to-be.
You are a wonderful light in the world! I send you loving Namaste blessings!
Dear friend,
ReplyDeleteSuch beauty and truth in your words...thank you.
"Please remember, it is what you are that heals, not what you know"
- Carl Jung
Your words reminded me of something that was read to me this weekend...I've often heard my musician friends say music is the language that can take you into silence...so in the spirit of honoring the Shhhh...I offer this..."Each Is A Living Flute"...may the music bring us into silence and the silence into music - so our heart's can dance to a "deeper song" this holday season and new year. Namaste dear friends... Dean Kate
ReplyDelete"Each Is a Living Flute
"Sometimes we can't get what we want. While this can be disappointing and painful, it is only devastating if we stop there. The world thrives on endless possibilities. It is what makes nature a reservoir of health. Yet if the heart is cramped or the mind locks on to its pain, we can narrow wonder to a thread. In contradiction to the endless number of eggs that spawn a fish and the endless number of cells that blossom to heal a wound, we can hold out the one thing we want as the only food. From here, crisis and desperation are a short step.
It becomes a sorry occupation, beating oneself up for the one seed that didn't take. It is an insidious way: the more we refuse mystery the more we feel responsible for all that befalls us. Indeed, the more we distract ourselves with analyzing strategies that failed, the more we avoid the true feelings of loss that no one can escape en route to a full and vital life.
Even if we can accept this, none of us is exempt from the turmoil and pain that arises when what we want is love. For once we pour ourselves into loving another person, it seems as if they take who we are with them when they go. In truth, they take a deep part of us, but what feeds the heart from within is endless, and everything that is living heals.
Nowhere is this more evident than in the beauty of trees. Their endless turns of bark and nubs of trunk make each look like a sage. Yet, amazingly, the skin of an old tree is no more than a living map of its scars. Can it be that the cuts turn scars and the scars turn into beautiful quiet notches in which living things that fly can nest?
In every space opened when what we want gets away, a deeper place is cleared in which the mysteries can sing. If we can survive that pain of being emptied, we might yet know the joy of being sung through. Strangely and beautifully, each soul is a living flute being carved by life on Earth to sound a deeper and deeper song."